The second he told her to move, Katara did. Jumping backward, practically leaping into the air, she began flinging razor-sharp icicles at the snakes from the relative safety of the doorway. Waving her hand in front of the door she managed to erect a wall of ice that ran along the bottom of the frame, trapping at least some of the snakes inside the room.
Her eyes wide, her heart hammering wildly in her chest, she watched with a sense of morbid fascination as he fought the creatures. If she had thought there was something different about him before, she now knew it for a fact. There was no doubt about it.
Hearing a hiss, she snapped out of her awe in time to turn toward another snake that was coiled around a light fixture. Freezing it instantly, Katara finally decided enough was enough.
Planting her feet, she began to draw on the moisture in the air around her. Sucking the water from everything in the vicinity - to the point that the water pipes inside the laundry room finally cracked and gave way - she gathered the liquid around her until you could only see her face above the turbulent waters. Brilliant blue orbs narrowed in concentration as she sent the water outward and upward in every direction. It rushed through the hallway, wiping out every snake it came in contact with and sending them along in a wave that didn't stop until it hit the far wall of the corridor and crashed through the window. There was a loud splash as it hit the streets below, then nothing but the dripping of what remained stuck to the light fixtures and pictures that lined the walls.
Slapping her palm against the nearest wall, Katara closed her eyes and focused on the liquid rushing beneath the surface in the metal pipes. Another screeching sound - this one seeming to echo across most of the upstairs - could be heard, then silence followed.
"This side of the floor is done!" she announced as she leaned lightly against the wall, her face somewhat pale. It took a lot of power to bend with such magnitude as that. It was going to take her a few seconds to recover enough to stand upright. She just hoped Kris was okay, because at the moment she was too weak to help him if he wasn't.
And they still had another half of the upper floor to go, too.